For the first time ever I think I've had second thoughts on posting something.
Half because it's a sappy video clip that has me wondering if I've picked up a head injury unknown to myself, and half because I just don't understand what the post is about.
However, as they say, "publish and be damned".
Or mocked, as the case may be.
I think I have a leak somewhere and I'm losing testosterone, probably in survivable amounts, but I suspect that stocks were dangerously low to begin with.
I'm turning into a woman. One that I wouldn't really fancy either, fabulous hair aside.
I think I'm PMSing.
That last entry was a bit on the whingey side for starters, but I then saw the above video clip on K8's blog the other day and melted into a keyboard assaulting skinsack of contradictory hormones.
In the absence of a tub of ice cream as big as my head, I settled for a bunch of grapes.
Probably subconsciously due to them looking like the testicles I was lacking.
Although, they were seedless.
(Noelie Mcdonnell's track 'Nearly four' and the album it appears on 'Beyond hard places' are both available on itunes. The best link for the artist himself I can find is his myspace page)